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22/1/12

I come from down in the valleywhere mister when youre youngThey bring you up to dolike your daddy doneMe and mary we met in high schoolwhen she was just seventeenWe’d ride out of that valleydown to where the fields were green

Wed go down to the riverAnd into the river wed diveOh down to the riverwe’d ride

Then I got mary pregnantand man that was all she wroteAnd for my nineteen birthdayI got a union card and a wedding coatWe went down to the courthouseand the judge put it all to restNo wedding day smilesno walk down the aisleNo flowers, no wedding dress

I got a job working constructionfor the johnstown companyBut lately there aint been much workon account of the economyNow all them thingsthat seemed so importantWell mister they vanished right into the airNow I just act like I dont remember,Mary acts like she dont careBut I remember usriding in my brothers carHer body tan and wet down at the reservoirAt night on them banks Id lie awakeAnd pull her closejust to feel each breath shed take

Now those memoriescome back to haunt me,they haunt me like a curseIs a dream a lieif it dont come trueOr is it something worse that sends me Or is it something worse that sends me